Fox's Glade Trouble on the homefront

to get the baby hunt going! @Mawk Set afterhttp://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=23321

Cyron hadn't returned to the den in two hours, something that alerted Cebra to the fact that there was something seriously wrong. Her chubby boy had ran off after they tried to comfort him on the scent, mistaking her light scolding and Rowana's light teasing to be meanness and disappointment. She should have gone after him immediately but she figured he would wear himself out and come running back into the den and curl against her hip like he always did.


Two hours had passed and nothing. Standing up she tracked the stench of Skunk mixed with her favorite smell in the world, that of a baby's fur. She tracked it through the territory and over the borders, and even further still. Before she passed over the borders of Easthollow she sounded a call for Mawk, alarmed that Cyron had ran so far away. She left Mawk a trail to follow by rubbing against trees and rocks, but finally Cyron's stench stopped. The scent of skunk was strongest here, but there was another scent too. She lowered her nose to the ground and sniffed as she walked the area, identifying the scent of a strange male. She walked back to where she smelled Cyron and then followed where the trail continued, snarling as the stranger's smell was barely recognizable under that of Cyron's and the skunk's perfume.


Going into a raging panic she howled for Mawk again, this time making the call an emergency and she sat down on the ground lowering her head.Her body shook as she began to fear the worst. Someone had stolen her baby boy, and for all she knew he could be dead right now.